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Well, you're obviously a big fan. I saw Ian Hunter in the Woodhouse once about 30 years ago. Blimey is that one of theres? This Wheel's On Fire - Bob Dylan

HonaloochieB Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > And of course Frances from the Clockhouse who grew > more lovely with each year. Got to agree with you there. I always rather fancied her and I think her husband Peter knew it too.

Is it Mott The Hoople Day today? Thunderbuck Ram - Mott The Hoople

ratty Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I thought a henry was 3 and a half grams of > cocaine! You're right of course. It's an eight ball. As Ant says "An 'Henry the Eighth.

Golden Years - David Bowie

I have to say Sam at the Drum because she's my mate and I love her to bits and she'd be pissed off with me if I didn't say so. Also four great girls who have now sadly left the CPT...drum roll for Candice, Marie, Alex and Laura. All lovely girls and great barmaids who are very sadly missed. And also a mention in dispatches for Candy at the now defunct Inside 72.

I can understand that. I still think of The Vale as The Cherry Tree despite several name changes over the years.

I just love the way Jeff Beck blows Old Slowhand away on this live cut of Bobby 'Blue' Bland's Further On Up The Road. This, if I remember correctly was taken from The Secret Policeman's Ball back in the early 80s.

I'm Gonna Bring A Watermelon To My Girl Tonight - Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band

Man Of The World - Fleetwood Mac

Yes me! Anyway, the past is a nice place to visit but you wouldn't want to live there.

So a mag announces that the Magdala will changing it's name. Will they call it what everyone else calls it then and just call it The Mag?

Aha! Sir Mockney Piers our history correspondent.

Ah! Once in a blue moon?

No, no lasting after effects old bean although there has been the odd occasion of a morning when my whole body has shaken like a willow tree and I've had seek; for emergency and medicinal purposes you understand, several very large brandies with my coffee in the morning and then I've been right as ninepence and ready for the rest of the day's deluge.

ratty Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I had a swift half in the garden last night and > something lamby smelled delicious. > > Rarely eat there though! It's a rare occasions that I go in there but on the few occasions that I have recently or over the past few years it always seems to smell of burnt lamb. So if you like your lamb don't expect it to be rare or rare to middling, it'll be burnt to a cinder by the smell of things.

Indeed I do and I'm sure you do to EDOldie. Proper cocaine and none that bloody novocaine crap they use now. Trouble was your mouth would be numb for a fortnight and you'd just end up dribbling and spilling your drinks. Most unfortunate and tiresome especially if you were an alcoholic like I was at that tender early age.

I like the gang fight scene at about ten or 15 minutes into Stanley Kubrick's A Clockwork Orange with the lines straight from Anthony Burgess's novel and his invented language Nadsat that Alex and his droogs use. Not strictly swearing but certainly inventive invective. "Oh oh oh. Well, if it isn't fat stinking billygoat Billyboy in poison. How art thou, thou globby bottle of cheap stinking chip oil? Come and get one in the yarbles, if you have any yarbles, you eunuch jelly, thou."

Indeed! Manys the time when I were a lad I'd sit and wait for what seemed days for the bottle's more milky and powdery substance to go to the bottom of the bottle and the morphine would rise to the top so I could slip my syringe straight in and have a cheap fix. Can't say that the grains were the finest for my veins though. Bloody kids today they don't know what's good for 'em. I mean crack, for heaven's sake, who'd want to take any drug that was named after a piece of your arse?

The cobbler on Grove Vale is excellent. The shop may look a trifle shabby but the work he does is top notch and almost half the price you'll pay in town.

I hadn't noticed it had been removed and I've still got four games on the go. Played last night and this afternoon. As for the music argument. Fuck the majors. It's bollocks. I can remember record sleeves with "home taping is killing music." It didn't and it still thrived and will continue to do so. I used to make loads of tapes for friends whether they be mix tapes or whole albums but if they liked something I'd recorded for them they'd usually go out and buy it in another format.

Blimey another hat-trick for Darren Bent last night. Albeit against lowly Leyton Orient. Seven goals in two games. I just hope he can recreate that sort of goalscoring form in the Premiership as it looks like Dimitar Berbatov will sadly also be following Robbie Keane out the exit door.

Demolition Man - Grace Jones

That stretch also boasts a very good Carribean takeaway. Rice & Peas.

I'm Joachim Rindt so will have to miss it.